from a song i recently heard:
"meanwhile the wolfman's at roadside,
drunk, choppin' bolts on 'the return of Chris Snyde'
got a couple out but when he got to the third,
he chopped the bolt he was hangin' on and he hit the dirt.
A busted ankle, he hobbled back to camp,
fell down the hill, just lay where he land,
his story, as he passed out, see?
'man i ethics, i chop on lead'."
Made me laugh at the ethics discussions.